One-Shots

“Raven! I’m glad you could make it!” Ashley smiled as he opened the door to his apartment for me.

“Well, I’m glad you invited me. I haven’t seen you in a couple of months,” I said, playing with my snake bites and leaving my shoes in the pile by the door.

“So, your parents let you go out on a school night?”

“They don’t know where I am, but I don’t think they care to be honest. They’ve come to accept that as soon as I turned seventeen that I was going to act like I was eighteen.So,” I said, observing the full room of people, “are all of these people your vampire buddies?”

“Some of them, some not.”

“Do they all know you’re one?”

“Yeah, so you don’t have to worry about letting the band’s secret slip.”

“Are they all here?” I asked with a bit of distaste.

I didn’t hate the whole band, just Jinxx. Okay, correction, I didn’t hate Jinxx, he just hated me. I actually had a thing for Jinxx. His love for classical music and history was incredibly dorky, but adorable at the same time. I had come to Ashley’s party tonight partially to hand out with Ashley, but also so I could try to get on Jinxx’s good side. I had curled my black and blue tipped hair and applied thick, black eyeliner and dark purple lipstick, and threw on my tightest, strapless black dress just to impress him. I wanted him to see me like I saw him: drop dead gorgeous.

“Um, yeah,” Ashley said, looking over my shoulder.

“Who let the human kid in?”

I whipped my head around and there Jinxx was with his plump lips pursed and his brown eyebrows scrunched together. He was wearing black jeans, a Metallica tank top and a dark denim vest, leaving his toned, tattooed arms exposed.

“I was invited, bat-brain,” I snarled, meeting his blue eyes with my grey ones.

“I’d be careful if I were you. You might just end up being tonight’s main course,” he smirked.

“Please, if your fangs are the size of your dick, you wouldn’t be able to penetrate anything, let alone my neck,” I scoffed.

Jinxx barred his teeth and I rolled my eyes.

“Ash, I’m seriously surprised that you’re friends with corpse-breath, over here,” I said, pointing to Jinxx.

“And I’m surprised that Ashley is friends with a puny human like yourself,” Jinxx spat.

“Well, I’d rather be human than dead,” I shot back.

“Guys! Guys! Chill! This is a party. Can’t you just get along for an hour?” Ashley said.

“Fine, but if he makes one more smart-ass remark about me, I’m going to punch him in the face,” I growled.

Nearly an hour had passed by and Jinxx and I hadn’t spoken one more word to each other. I kept myself holed up in the kitchen while Jinxx was in an in-depth discussion with some of the other party-goers about the new Black Veil Brides album.

“You can’t just stay in here for the whole entire party,” Ashley said as he grabbed a beer.

“Watch me.”

“Okay. But you’re going to miss the karaoke I had planned.”

“I’m not really in the singing mood,” I said as I reached for the shot of vodka that I had poured for myself, only to realize that it wasn’t there. Instead, Jinxx had lifted it up to his lips and drank it.

“Dude! Are you fucking serious?” I yelled at him over the blaring music.

“Calm yourself down, kid,” he said.

“No! That was the last of the vodka you ass-butt!”

“Guys! I’m sick and tired of you two bitching at each other! It’s getting old! Sort out your stupid issues, okay?”

“I’m not the one with issues, he is,” I spat.

Ashley grabbed my wrist and Jinxx’s, led us down a hallway and opened a door to the spare bedroom. He pushed us in and said, “Since words don’t seem to work with you two, I’m going to keep you locked in here until you two kiss out your problems.”

“Excuse me? What?” I choked.

“Obviously there’s tension between you two, so get with the kissing to break down tensions. “

“You can’t be serious!” Jinxx objected.

“Oh, trust me, I am,” Ashley said as he closed the door.

I tried desperately to open the door, but just as Ashley had said, the door was locked.

“I can’t fucking believe this,” I mumbled.

“Neither can I.”

Part of me was excited that I was finally given the chance to kiss Jinxx, but at the same time, I knew Jinxx wouldn’t be enjoying it.

“Well, I’m certainly not kissing you,” Jinxx said.

“Well, I’m not kissing you either,” I replied.

“Kissing a human is just…disgusting.”

“Yeah, well kissing a vampire with corpse breath is even worse,” I retorted, stepping closer to him.

“You’re a child, too. It’s appalling,” Jinxx said, taking a step towards me.

“I’m nearly an adult, but you-you’re ancient,” I scoffed, getting close enough to him that I could see every detail on his face.

“And your know-it-all attitude-“

“You’re calling me a know it all you’re-“

Then suddenly he crashed his lips onto mine. The kiss was forceful, but damn did it turn me on. He bit my lip and I felt blood drip, but he quickly licked it up. As he sucked blood from my lip, I thought , ‘I don’t mind this. Not one bit. If he wants a taste, then let him.’

I pressed my body closer to his and he stumbled, falling back on the bed. Jinxx’s hands slid my dress up and pulled it over my head. I pulled off his jean vest and ripped his shirt off, letting it fall in pieces to the floor. Jinxx trailed his lips down to the nape of my neck and left little love bites.

“Mhmmm, this is…so wrong. You’re-“

“Fuck what’s right and wrong,” Jinxx murmured.

I unhooked my bra and fumbled to get his jeans and boxers off of him. His erection sprang free and I felt the exciting clenching begin in my stomach just from anticipating what was about to happen. Jinxx ran his calloused and expert hands down my torso as his teeth nipped at my breasts, forcing me to let out moans of pleasure. He slid my panties off of me and thrust his member into me. I groaned in pain, but I gradually became accustomed to his size. I placed my hands on his bare, sweat-beaded chest as I rode him, letting him fill all of me. His hands grabbed hold of my ass, forcing himself further into me. His member throbbed, then released its fluid into me, sending me over the edge. We rode out our orgasms, then I collapsed onto his chest which was rising and falling at a steady pace. He placed his nose in the crook of my neck and I felt him breath in my scent.

“I’m…sorry about…your shirt,” I breathed out.

“I have plenty of others. I’m sorry about your lip…I just…I couldn’t resist,” he muttered.

“I’d rather have you taste my blood than some other random chick’s.”

“Would that have made you jealous?” he chuckled.

“Maybe…”

“I didn’t know you were the jealous type,” he smirked.

“There are a lot of things you don’t know about me, Mr. Ferguson,” I said.

“I’d like to figure those things out.”

“Really? I thought you hated me,” I said, unsure if he actually liked me or not.

“Well, you are the most stubborn and infuriating human beings I’ve ever met, but you’re funny and beautiful at the same time. There’s a fine line between love and hate don’t you think?” he mused.

“I suppose so…So, do you think Ashley will let us out now? I think we surpassed his expectations.”

“I’d assume so, but I feel like staying in here for a little while longer,” he smiled.

“Oh, so you want a round two?” I laughed.

“Very much so…” he said.

Out of nowhere he flipped us so I was under him.

“But this time I want to be on top,” he smirked.

Notes

Sorry for the long delay everyone. My senior year has been very hectic because I've been doing School of Rock performances and I've been cast as a lead in my school's spring musical. Hopefully, however, I should be regularly updating starting in early April once most of my stuff is done.